Two and a half hours pass; it is nearly time for Second Breakfast.
It's a slow morning at the House of Pancakes, and there is only one customer: a middle-aged Hobbet woman enjoying a slice of apple pie. She is dressed in a simple gray robe and has a wild look about her, like a free spirit who is used to sleeping outside under the stars. Frederick is wiping down the counter and catching up this new customer, who has the look of an old friend. "So anyway, last time I was in Kingsport, I went to the Haymarket, looking for experimental new pancake ingredients. There was this ship called the Nanana Boat all the way from Jamaica, and they had fruit like you wouldn't believe: Nananas, Payas, Kiwiwis, Pie Napples..."
His story is interrupted by a loud thud from the storeroom, as our Heroes climb the ladder and fling open the trap door.
Frederick blinks in surprise. "Back so soon?!?"